Some cherished journeys
For a week now, the TV has been bloodied by dreadful images of the closing chapters of a long and painful war in Srilanka. There was nothing to exult in the proclaimed victory. The agony of the displaced and the dispossessed continues to haunt. Srilanka has always been dear to me. Because, it was the location of my (somewhat delayed) honeymoon. And it is the first foreign land we ever visited. We got the opportunity to go on a Honeymoon Trip only five months after the wedding, thanks to the rigidity of the groom's work schedule. I don't know what we were thinking. There we were, two completely naive young people, still green behind the ears, with a "Slim and trim" bank balance but with a helium balloon of a daydream to go on a foreign trip ! Foreign Travel , in those days, was still a big deal. And the red tapes around foreign travel were pretty muddled . Forex released per family per trip was only $500 ( this when our rupee was only 14 or 15 against it). And we